zombie 45 - Garret

Garrett had driven half way across the country to get to Mark‘s house. The sooner he got there the better. Traffic is getting insane and he has arleady seen nearly a dozen fights. To top it off, a crazy hobo had jumped on the hood o fhis car and pounded on the wind shield.

Garrett nearly shit him self when that happened, and barely avoided crashing.

5 minutes later he was at Mark’s place, ringing the doorbell and pounding on the door. When Mark finally answered, Garrett was shocked. Mark looked terrible, like he had a flu or something. Why wouldn’t he have called if he was sick, Garrett thought. This could have easily been rescheduled.

“Come in” Mark said in a voice that was rough and coarse.

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